Monday, 7 January 2013

Water Pulse

I want something that does not exist,
A love not of this world.
Can you give it to me?
Let us meet at the river,
Just like in my dream.

Glistening in the rays of the moonlight,
The stream shines brightly,
Defining your voluptuous shadow,
The midnight sorrow can no longer been seen.
I could feel the hesitation in your lips,
Soon devoured by the passion that you have for me.
Magnified with a quiet splash, diving as one.

I cannot stop the waterfall, nor can I stop the beating of my heart,
Swimming, swimming towards your reality.
Dancing in the essence of life,
Sharing the air in the darkness of the ocean.
I’ll douse your flame, and replace it with my kiss.
We will exist forever.

There is a whole world outside of your eye’s reach,
But I rather keep floating here with you.
Waves of foam caress your misty smooth skin,
Celestial serenity in the downpour of the rainfall.

I have nothing to give but myself,
We’re aquatic lovers diving in this feeling of nostalgia.
I’ve lost all notions of the outside world,
As I ask you to sing me a lullaby in this ever warming pool.
The ripples of your love embracing me,
My jewel in this star struck mirror.

Drunk On Your Love

Swimming in your toxicating gaze,
Mesmerizing me with a suddle touch.
Sharing every moment as one,
Spending every second drinking each others passion.

Time never seemed important,
Rolling in each others words,
A pleasure I enjoy more and more,
Can this taste really be true?

Swirling back and forth,
Dizzy and tipsy.
No matter how much the world tries to stop me,
Drinking your love,
Makes me content beyond words.

And yet,
The bottle ran dry,
Seeming to gulp it down all by myself,
As your passion was never for me.

Or was it?
Why do you stay and sip,
If your heart belongs to someone else?

Thought I gave your wings to fly away,
I can tell that you had to much.
You are addicted to me as I am of you,
And I love it.
Let me drink the beauty that is you,
Forever tasting your soul with utter delight.

Friday, 4 January 2013

A Never Ending Tomorrow

What is today without a tomorrow,
Just another day that cycles forward,
Never ending yet never even beginning.
A space in time where endlessness seems common,
Normal and welcomed with grace,
And a slight hint of perfection.
A void, empty and full of nothingness.
This is what I feel now,
This is what it think of then.
All when you….

You, a simple word.
One word that sounds like music to my solitude.
When all seems forgotten in a tapestry of meaningless pursuits,
Vanquished by old hauntings and memories of heartbreaks of old,
And visions of fragments plague the mind,
I know that tomorrow will come,
And eternity will begin…
Only when I take that one step,
Closer and closer still,
As I see you…

And yet I deprive myself,
Could such be a true reality?
Even I could not dream such a dream.
I deny myself of enjoy it.
Accepting it, as if it could only be a dream.
And yet even if I were to wake,
I would be lying near you…

You,
The one I love…
In all the endless voids,
Perpetuate sorrows and continuous doubts,
I know that I will always have you to show me the truth.
Guiding and never wavering no matter what may come at us.
When all is finally said and done,
No matter how sad I may become,
I know that I will always have you to love
And that’s enough to make me keep moving towards a new day…
A new dawn with you.

I Am Change

I am but a man,
Simple, breathing, living.
A concoction of tissue and mass,
Fat and oils coexisting with one and the other,
Simply to breathe,
And yet breathing cannot be anything but simple.

Fragile yet not agile in any form,
Weak is the mind and body and soul.
By the tip of a blade I bleed my blood,
By the smoking pierce of a bullet I die,
By the crushing power of the universe I rise.

Weather it be the people that walk beside me,
Against me, with me and what ever shape they may take.
By the thundering cries and howling sorrows,
Near the river creaks and hollowed mountains,
The houses, the villages, cities and all.
I stand near and far,
Here I stand…

With love and devotion,
No hindrance nor remorse,
Kindness but a whisper,
And valor but dream.
A face long forgotten,
With a past conceded as history.
What future can be hold?
What present is there left?

Choices and ideals,
And a vision of a symbol,
All but in the mind,
The heart, the bones the flesh and the very air that breath,
The things that make me human,
The things that make me think,
The very essence of my existence…


All but a whisper in this world,
Not a single, simple word can change the air.
Therefore it can be concluded,
That there is no hope.
No reason, no right or wrong.
Good and evil,
Or should I be called a blasphemy in al in itself?

What hope do we have…
As a person,
As a human,
A woman, child, man.
Animal, parasite, microorganisms,
And every other “isms” that we care for or not.
In what madness must we seek the answers,
To the very core of our existence,
We shout and scream…
We fight without end,
We kill without question,
We breathe without thought.
And if we cannot think before we breathe…
What hope is there for us?

I am but a man,
A simple man,
Death is always but a step behind me,
And there is a road always in front of me.
Both are clear as the sun,
In darkness and in light I see the path.
And if I look back at its face,
Man or woman is does not matter,
Death is sure to follow,
And there will be no hope,
For anyone…

All can stand against me,
Curse me nor worship the ground I walk and ideals I spit.
Prickled thorns and battle torn,
Blood flowing and brains splattered on the walls,
The beauty of pink destruction,
All but not a sigh can be mustered,
For here lies the human mind,
Crushed so easily without though,
Allowing without permission. 

Yet I am simple,
I am breathing,
And with it I have reason,
I have power,
I am immortal,
I am free.
I have a choice,
I have the power to,
The knowledge to,
The understanding to…
I can change the future,
History and the people around me,
I can move the very ocean that swims before me,
Crumble the mountains,
Shake the towers,
And see the air around me.

I am I,
I am who I am,
And I am capable,
I will be for the simple reasoning of being itself.
I am a man,
But I can be so much more then that.
Happy endings can exist,
If we could all do little more then just breathe.


Thursday, 3 January 2013

An Odyssey

When the night was young,
I saw a girl…

Across a long hallway filled with people I didn’t care about,
Talk of nonsense and forgotten meanings.
All of them looking at me except for you,
All laughing and drinking and growing fat together,
But not you.
Almost as if I was running,
I couldn’t stop gravity from pulling me towards you.
It was then you told me,
That you could show me paradise.

My long journey began with a few words and sounds of piano keys,
Singing to songs we barely knew in the streets we walked too many times,
Warms meals after a stormy nightfall,
Snow that wrinkled her nose and made her shiver,
The sound she would make as she curled up half asleep,
Smiles and tears where what kept us alive,
And dreams we shared together.
In this life we lived,
You told me it could be paradise.

Even in our darkest of days,
When nothing seemed to hold us together,
When you looked upon me with distaste,
Screams of sorrow and anger slashed at each our hearts,
And the lighting clouds themselves couldn’t match us.
In those days you always reminded me,
We used to have paradise.

At a journeys end,
When you have to look back at the decisions you made,
Will telling me you could offer me paradise be a mistake?
Will you doubt the smiles and songs and dreams and peaceful sleeps?
Or will I be the one that would offer you paradise,
One which we made together.

Midnight Lover

Black as the sky to covers my mind,
Full of mystery and wonder.
Unknown yet so unpredictable,
My lady of the starry night,
My midnight lover.

Your shadowed figure,
Slender that stretches in my thoughts,
Promiscuous only to me,
As your hands touches me slowly
While only the moon shows our true natures.

Closer and closer we become,
And darker we grow,
No light to be found, all candles but lit out,
Vanished with but a flick of your beautiful finger…
I am at your mercy my love.

The hours have only begun as we indulge in ourselves,
May the light hide forever.
It is like making love to the night itself,
Darkness has ever been so intoxicating.
My midnight lover, how I need you so.

Such passion I have never tasted before,
How could I ever leave your embrace.
The warmth of your skin hallowed I this blackness we have created.
I shall never leave you,
I shall never end my love,
And I shall never return to see the day,
If I can stay with you forever,
My midnight lover…

Deep Between The Rain

You hide between the droplets,
Not a single one touching your slender skin.
As the music of the rain play in the darkest night,
I come to you tear drenched,
Cold, wet and alone,
As you watch me between the droplets.

Standing there, emotionless,
I call out your name,
Yelling and screaming out your name desperately,
But you do not even look back at me.
The sky’s tears rushes down like bullets from above,
Your straying eyes hurt me so.

Why won’t you look at me?
Why won’t you say anything?
As I reach for you,
You slip farther and farther away,
Gliding and dodging between each one,
Not a single one touching you.

As my hand reaches out,
Trying to touch more than just liquid,
Nothing but the thickness through my fingers,
 I closed my eyes,
Take one last step forward as I jump in…
And pull you into my arms.

Cold, wet and now together,
Drier still and wet as water,
The droplets begin to touch you,
The rain dripping off your body,
And the emotions fall like the tears in your eyes.
Together under the rain,
We are wet and cold,
But you are not alone anymore,
I will not let go.